I have no idea what Mark's problem is anymore. It's really been a month now since we've had a decent conversation, right when he got back from HI. He's said a few things since then, but not much. I'm lucky if I've gotten 30 txts from him, which is pathetic when it used to be that much in a day! And I used to consider that a lot since it was always during working hours.
I haven't heard from him all week. Sunday night I pretended to call and not know it, but he never said anything about it. Monday night I told him I didn't realize it and he must've not either, and he never responded.
I'm having a hard time ignoring him. I want to be really nasty and ask what the deal is, but I keep telling myself to wait until at least next Monday. I want to see if he'll contact me first, but I'm not holding my breath.
Last night at work Julie asked if I still talked to him, and it hurt to hear that because I had to tell her no. I had to tell her that I have no idea why, but he's hardly talked to me at all lately.
He has an excuse for everything, and I don't know how many more I can hear. Sometimes I wish he was still the Mark I met. Even just a year ago things were a lot different.
I cried myself to sleep the other night, which is something I never thought I'd do because of him. And I'm crying right now as I type this. A part of me would love to tell him this, to let him know how much he's hurting me, but I can't imagine he knows he's doing it. And what might hurt the most is that I'm not sure he'd even care...
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